Although Nono and Fingal won the right to use Norton Hall for one year at Freedom Day, the relevant departments of the student union are negotiating with Fingal on related matters.
One of them is the undisclosed girlfriend of his president, and the other is the director of the news department of his younger brother's club. Moreover, Fingel had already had the idea of changing hands, so this transaction was a sure bet.
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We had to move back anyway, so the student union simply decided not to move out.
As night falls, the Norton Hall lights up. Looking through the giant floor-to-ceiling glass windows, the lights are gorgeous.
This is a villa building with a Gothic spire, the roof is paved with dark red tiles, and the walls are covered with Indian granite.
The cadres of the student union stood in the corridor to greet the guests, wearing black uniforms with white handkerchiefs or crimson roses in their coat pockets.
"Is this house big enough for a hundred people? Is this the place where Caesar lives alone?"
Gu Bei stood at the door of the Norton Hall and exclaimed, completely ignoring the weird looks of people coming and going: "It is true that in capitalist society, people eat people."
"Actually, Caesar doesn't always live here. He rents it as a student union activity venue. He didn't have to pay rent before. After all, he was able to win the right to use Norton Hall... Now Norton Hall belongs to me."
Fingel was wearing a black formal suit.
Not only does he look strong, but he is actually quite tall, but his soul is a bit wretched. Dressed like this, he has broad shoulders and long arms, plus German-style gray eyebrows and gray eyes, and his messy hair is tied into a small braid on the back of his head. , revealing a rather handsome forehead, standing in front of Gu Bei and Chu Zihang, like a bodyguard behind them.
Not only that, Fingel also smiled as he spoke, seemingly thinking about how much he could earn this time.
Even more obscene.
Gu Bei sneered: "Then why don't you move to Norton Hall? You obviously have the right to use it today."
"This is not a good place. First of all, it will cost tens of thousands of dollars to renovate and renovate the furniture, as well as expensive heating bills and land taxes... Boss Gu, if you are willing to pay this money, I will be happy to move in. You I’ll be happy to accompany you in bed.”
"roll!"
"I really want to leave, but Caesar asked me to come tonight. I am the boss of the Information Department, and he is the boss of the Information Department, and he is my immediate boss."
People were coming and going at the entrance of Norton Hall, and the three of them were stuck there like rocks in the water. The waiter in charge of recording the list at the entrance was from the student union. He recognized Chu Zihang at a glance and hugged him with 120,000 yuan. Extremely alert.
After all, Chu Zihang made a big show on the Freedom Day. He was no match against Caesar, and he was proficient in firebending. He was also a new force in the Lion Heart Society, the student union's mortal enemy, so he had to guard against it.
The three of them got out of the way of the crowd and lined up on one side. Gu Bei squatted beside the flower bed like a streetwalker: "How long do we have to wait here?"
Chu Zihang glanced at his watch: "The party will start in fifteen minutes, they should be arriving soon."
Fingel looked at the two rows of handsome guys standing at the entrance of the Norton Hall like welcome cowherds, and said with emotion: "It's really grand. They are wearing armani or Zegna suits and montblantine watches. Parked in front of the door are Either Aston Martin or Jaguar…”
Gu Bei is not sensitive to famous brands, but after listening to Fingel saying Armani on the left and Ermenegildo Zegna on the right, and Montblanc before and Constantine on the right, Gu Bei is somewhat familiar with these brands.
By the way, Norton Hall and Constantine's watch match up quite well. The Norton guy's brother should be named Constantine. What a wonderful fate.
By the way, I don’t know how well that guy Norton is doing in New York. Has he successfully established a branch that can communicate everywhere?
Feeling that his thoughts were drifting away, Gu Bei restrained himself for a moment and complained: "Is Caesar going to show off his wealth to us? Is it possible that he is planning to slap dollar bills in our faces and say to us: "Either you follow me to make a career in the world" , or lick my shoes now!"
Fingel smacked his lips: "I hope he doesn't have foot odor..."
"How spineless!" Gu Bei covered his face.
Chu Zihang suddenly interrupted: "There is a situation."
The reporter who was guarding the door of the Amber Pavilion clicked the camera. The focus of his spotlight and eyes was a pickup truck that was reversing and approaching the main entrance of the Amber Pavilion. It was unknown what it was carrying, and it was covered with a thick layer of raincloth.
The raincloth was opened by the student union cadres, and bright red like a waterfall flowed from the cargo compartment of the pickup truck. Under the hazy sky in the evening, the bright color looked thrilling.
There were thousands of roses, freshly picked and sprinkled with fresh dew in front of the Norton Hall like rivers flowing into the sea.
"Wow, is tonight really the anniversary of the student union? Why does it feel like Caesar is going to confess to someone?" Fingel sighed.
Gu Bei caught a glimpse of the two beautiful girls strolling from another path and raised his eyebrows: "Maybe it's just to confess."
Following Gu Bei's gaze, Chu Zihang and Fingel saw Susie and Nono coming hand in hand.
Nono was wearing a dark purple skirt, a moon-white silk shirt, purple stockings, a full set of gold custom-made jewelry inlaid with amethyst, her dark red hair was neatly combed, and she was wearing ten centimeter-high Mary Jane high heels. A pitch-black umbrella, rainwater pouring down along the edge of the umbrella, making her seem to be caged in a gauze.
In comparison, Susie looked much colder. She was wearing a goose-yellow long dress that hung gracefully. The tail of the skirt stopped above the crystal high heels, revealing her white ankles. On her slender neck was a string of bright moon pearls, on both sides. The earrings are also made of pearls, complementing the pearl necklace. The long black hair is pulled into a bun, looking mature yet energetic.
The two women, one dark and the other bright, each have their own merits.
Gu Bei whistled: "The mistress is here."
The two women walked in front of the three of them, Nuonuo put her hands on her hips: "How are you doing?"
Su Qian also looked at Chu Zihang, with something floating in her eyes.
Chu Zihang pondered for a moment, nodded, and said nothing. He didn't know what he should say. Maybe he should cut off the contact directly, but this would undoubtedly hurt the other party.
Although he is the top student in Shilan Middle School, he is still a young and tender newcomer when it comes to handling relationships.
Gu Bei sighed as he smelled the confused smell wafting from Chu Zihang's body.
Fingel gave a thumbs up: "Thank you for the treat."
Gu Bei did not comment, but turned his eyes to Nuonuo's hands.
That's a suitcase.
A suitcase that looked familiar to Gu Bei.
If he remembered correctly, this morning he packed two carefully prepared test objects and sent them to Nono and Fingel in this way.
Fingel's one hasn't been read yet, but Nono's one was brought over directly by him.
Why did she bring this thing?
Gu Bei couldn't figure it out, so he could only pretend to be casual and ask: "What is this?"
Nuonuo shook the suitcase and smiled: "Guess."
Gu Bei: ...Why are you like Shutoku Mai! ?
Several people were talking and laughing, but applause broke out from the side. Several people turned their heads, and Caesar was standing in front of the door dressed in white, watching them applaud.
There was a cold light flowing in Caesar's icy blue eyes, and behind him stood the ministers of the six departments of the student union, as neatly as a hundred thousand armored soldiers.
"Arrived on time."
Caesar glanced at the Patek Philippe on his wrist and smiled faintly.
"Caesar smiled at you!" Gu Bei leaned into Chu Zihang's ear and conspired loudly.
"He smiled at you!" Fingel leaned close to Chu Zihang's other ear.
Chu Zihang: ...I'm not blind.
In fact, Chu Zihang himself was a little panicked, because he suddenly saw affection in that smile...
"I went back to the dormitory and changed my clothes." Nono walked up.
Caesar gently held her shoulders with his hands, and gave her an extremely stinky and elegant face-to-face salute: "You look very beautiful in this outfit."
"I think so too," Nono smiled. "This is what my mother once wore. I like this dress very much."
"Your Majesty must be a dazzling beauty, just like you." Caesar said elegantly, holding Nuonuo's hand and entering the hall like an emperor.
During this process, he didn't even look at anyone else, and when his eyes plundered other people, it was like sharp blades cutting through the air.
The four of them watched Caesar holding Nuonuo's hand, followed by a large group of student union cadres who looked like cowherds, like an emperor who was visiting privately incognito and bringing his favorite woman back to the palace with great fanfare.
"Is this considered a show of force?" Fingel wondered.
"Who knows." Gu Bei shrugged and rushed into the hall first.
Then Su Qian took Chu Zihang's arm. She held it just right. Although she held the arm, there was still a gap. It looked intimate but there was no substantial contact, as if the two were just ordinary dance partners.
Chu Zihang stiffened for a moment and struggled slightly... but didn't pull away.
He glanced at Susie who was as if nothing had happened, sighed, and walked into the hall.
Gu Bei caught a glimpse of this scene, and while sighing that the little dragon girl could be renamed the King of Forest and Green, he took out his phone and took a quick photo.
Senior Brother Black History +1.
Fingel saw that several people had entered the Norton Hall, and he also raised his feet and followed them in.
Everyone filed in, and the party was almost about to begin.
Fingel quickly counted the number of people in the hall, compared the number of lobsters, and came to the important conclusion that this was a social event focused on eating.
After all, he came here just to eat and drink.
Kang Dai's host prepared an Australian lobster for everyone attending the banquet. These big red guys were lying on the ice, with their backs opened, revealing their crystal white flesh.
Fingel waved his knife and fork with a momentum that can be described as "a fierce tiger descending the mountain". Then when his fork was only 0.01 meters away from the nearest Australian dragon, the Australian dragon disappeared.
The fork landed on the plate with a crisp sound, and Fingel turned his head to look. There was still a lobster tentacle hanging out of Gu Bei's mouth.
Fingel understood that this was not a peaceful party, this was a war.
Chu Zihang took Su Qian and quietly stayed away from these two idiots, so that they would have enough room to display.
There were swords and swords on the dining table, Gu Bei and Fingel were going back and forth, each of them showed off their special abilities, which stunned all the guests attending the dinner.
"Who are those two? They look so vulgar."
On the stairs, a girl frowned.
"I don't know, that one looks like the S-class freshman, who is the other one?" Another girl shook her head.
"Don't you know Fingel?"
"Huh? He's the one..."
"An A dropped from an A to an F after repeating four years."
"Then why hasn't he dropped out of school yet?"
"I heard that his family is very connected and they are from a dragon-slaying family."
"There are connected households everywhere, and society is really complicated."
"I heard he won the Freedom Day this year."
"It's not just about the girl, she has a good teammate."
"Did he lead the S-class to bad..."
The girls' conversation was quiet, but for those who could hear the chirping of insects even in this environment, the sound was not quiet.
However, a few people didn't pay attention, and it drifted past like the sound of wind passing through their ears.
To be honest, as far as the free canteen is concerned, Gu Bei and Fingel were quite happy eating.
It would have been better if the guy with the white gloves came out later.
The student union cadre wearing white gloves shook the small brass bell.
The Qingrui bell rang, and the student union officials in the hall stopped talking.
The crystal chandelier in the center of the hall lit up, and on the two curved stairs leading to the second floor, a handsome boy in black walked down on one side, and a girl in a white skirt wearing silk white gloves walked down on the other.
The whole hall was silent, and the dance was about to begin.
Everyone else had already retreated to different corners, leaving only the two guys standing in the middle holding plates, waving knives and forks in front of the red lobster.
The two guys suddenly realized the current situation, stopped eating, and stopped making noises.
"Is this going to be a dance?"
Although Gu Bei stopped his movements, he still had a whole lobster stuffed in his mouth. To be fair, Fingel's fighting ability was ridiculously strong in terms of eating. If he were an ordinary mixed-breed, his stomach would have been bigger during the duel just now. He was already overwhelmed. Thanks to the Immortal Thief Liuku, Gu Bei could compete with Fingel.
Fingel looked around and nodded: "I want to dance."
The two of them said this, but their feet did not move and they still stood in the middle of the hall.
A waiter came to the two of them: "Sir, please leave the dance floor. Next is the social dance session."
The waiter reminded politely.
Gu Bei ignored him, stuffed half of the roasted suckling pig into his mouth, and looked at Fingel: "Do you want to jump?"
Fingel wiped each finger clean carefully, his eyes eager to try: "I haven't skipped it for a long time... I was the Elvis Presley of my grade when I entered school!"
The waiter looked at the guy blankly.
"Look what I'm doing? Am I someone who doesn't understand social rules? I'm waiting here to dance!"
Fingel glared, straightened his tie, and made a beautiful snap of his fingers: "music."
